Good morning to you all, hope you all had a wonderful night's rest. Thanks to everyone that has been tipping and commenting on my posts, appreciate it all, and bigger thanks to rusty he has been giving me joy.

The topic I'm about to talk about today was inspired by an experience I once gathered during my time away from home. When a child is away from his or her parents or away from where such a child can be cautioned a lot is bound to happen and when I say a lot I mean a lot. Sometimes ago, my education took me away from my parents and I had to get a little apartment at a tender age just for that purpose, I had my freedom and no one to caution me not chastise me then I felt I can do whatever and whenever I like. I saw girls of my age and those lesser than my age going to parties, clubs, drinking, and some going as far as smoking, I opened my mouth wide in surprise and I was like is this what life outside home looks like? I didn't fit into their circle because I wasn't brought up that way and for me to teach myself such things it's going to take a long time because I will have to convince myself first and then start adjusting gradually to the new lifestyle.

I became a laughing stock because most of these things I couldn't join and one day I was invited to a club, I haven't been to one before so I was curious I wanted to know what they do there and what a club looks like, I've only seen it in home movies and now I am about to have the full experience. I dressed up waiting for the girls to call me up in a few minutes I was called and we set out for the club, getting there I knew from the entrance that this is not an ideal place for me to be but I remained obstinate to my conscience telling me to go back home. I heard my parent's warnings ringing loud and clear in my ears but I entered and sat down, they began their activities and my heart was beating as if it will pop out of my chest. The whole room was smoky and after some minutes my respiratory system starts reacting to the smoke, I'm not asthmatic but I don't do well with the smoke, and this time I care less about what the girls will think about me I just want to get out of there and get fresh air.

I stood up to leave and one of the girls held me back trying to convince me to stay but I just couldn't stand the smoke and all the activities in there, I am a lover of music, and music is pleasant to the ears but the ones blaring out of the speakers inside the club is far from being pleasant it is noise so disturbing to the ears and every one of them there was shouting and dancing but I just couldn't bare it anymore. My eardrums were seizing, and my head began to bang immediately I dashed out of the club room, and as I stepped outside the fresh air I received gave me life.

As I got home I had to pour water on my head to reset my brain and I slept off, waking up the next morning I realized the importance of the home training my parents imbibed in me before leaving home then I retraced my steps and keep to the moral values I've learned from home. Being yourself is the best thing to live a successful life, don't imitate anybody, and don't compete with anyone, live in your world and be who you keep to the good values you have in you, don't try to outrun destiny because once you do that such individual will live his or her life in jeopardy.

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